Watching Teng Yuan's expression and listening to his piercing words, Emperor Yanqing's brows knotted tightly together, while Ling Yunfeng was completely frightened, drenched in cold sweat.
On the screen, Teng Yuan paused for a moment and then continued, "Perhaps, you might think I'm lying, hmm, to verify whether I'm lying, next, I will show you two videos."
Two seconds later, the video angle switched, and the luxurious interior of a hotel private room appeared on the screen. In the center of the room, there was a grand round table set with fine cutlery and over a dozen dishes of exquisite and exorbitantly priced food, as well as expensive drinks.
Ling Yunfeng sat at the seat facing the room's door, his arrogance as a superior was undisguised.
Teng Yuan, dressed in a suit, sat beside Ling Yunfeng, with a flattering smile on his face, like a fawning dog.
